bondmate, she slightly jerked back, but he just tightened his hold. When they mated they’d be linked, much like humans who married. Other supernatural beings would know they were off limits but if they eventually wanted to part ways they could. It would be the equivalent of humans divorcing one another.
That couldn’t happen if they were bonded. It wasn’t as if they could bond tonight anyway. They could only do that under the full moon. His admission honored her, yes, but it still stunned her. “Nikan . . .” She didn’t know how to respond.
“I don’t need you to say anything. I’m just telling you how I feel. I love you, Essie. Have for a while. I want to live with you, have kids with you—”
Her heart swelled at his words and she couldn’t keep her own feelings in any longer. “I love you too.” Reaching up she clasped his face between her hands. “I want to be your mate, I want to feel you inside me tonight and tomorrow and—”
Her words were lost as his mouth crushed over hers. His tongue invaded her mouth, frantic and hungry as his hands grasped her behind, hoisting her up so that she had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist.
Feeling his erection press against her, she moaned and gripped his shoulders. She was vaguely aware of them moving inside and the front door shutting behind them.
Nikan was walking them somewhere. She didn’t care where as long as it was a flat surface. The wall, floor, a couch, it didn’t matter as long as he was inside her.
For a brief moment she felt as if she was falling. Her eyes snapped open and she pulled back just as her arms collided with something soft. Twisting to the side she realized he’d laid her on a giant pile of blankets in a living room. Right in front of a fireplace.
He stood as she propped up on her elbows, already missing his warmth. “What are you doing?”
His expression was dark, almost feral and she could tell he was struggling with control. “Give me just a second . . .” He turned away and felt along the wall by the fireplace. “I had Connor call the caretaker and make sure this place was set up for us.” He flipped a switch and a fire flared to life in the stone fireplace.
She blinked, trying to figure out how he’d done it when she realized it was gas and the log set and fire must be fake. The heat was real though. But she didn’t care about any of that. She only cared about the very sexy man staring at her as if she was the most precious thing in the world.
When he crouched down on his knees in front of her she didn’t make a move toward him. First she wanted to see what she’d been fantasizing about for too long. She’d seen him naked in that house but it hadn’t been the time or the place to stare. “Take off your sweater,” she ordered.
His eyebrows raised. “That sounds like a demand.”
“It is.”
Nikan’s lips quirked up at the corners. He grasped the hem of his sweater and tugged upward until she got the perfect view of his chest. A few scars nicked the sharp planes of all those muscles. They only added to his raw sexiness. She wanted to run her fingers then mouth over every single one. Mesmerized, she raked her gaze over his bronze skin, drinking in her fill while the firelight flickered around him. She might have seen his chest in the hotel room too, but now she wanted everything.
“Now the pants,” she whispered.
His long fingers played with the button of his dark, well-worn jeans until he finally slid it out of the hole. She let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. But then he suddenly stopped.
“What are you doing?” she demanded, needing to see all of him.
Grinning, he reached for her. Sliding one of her pant legs up, he unzipped her boot and slid it off. “If I get naked, I’m going to be on you then in you. Let me give you some foreplay, woman,” he softly growled.
“I
guess
I can deal with that.” She couldn’t bite back her smile.
His gaze flicked
That couldn’t happen if they were bonded. It wasn’t as if they could bond tonight anyway. They could only do that under the full moon. His admission honored her, yes, but it still stunned her. “Nikan . . .” She didn’t know how to respond.
“I don’t need you to say anything. I’m just telling you how I feel. I love you, Essie. Have for a while. I want to live with you, have kids with you—”
Her heart swelled at his words and she couldn’t keep her own feelings in any longer. “I love you too.” Reaching up she clasped his face between her hands. “I want to be your mate, I want to feel you inside me tonight and tomorrow and—”
Her words were lost as his mouth crushed over hers. His tongue invaded her mouth, frantic and hungry as his hands grasped her behind, hoisting her up so that she had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist.
Feeling his erection press against her, she moaned and gripped his shoulders. She was vaguely aware of them moving inside and the front door shutting behind them.
Nikan was walking them somewhere. She didn’t care where as long as it was a flat surface. The wall, floor, a couch, it didn’t matter as long as he was inside her.
For a brief moment she felt as if she was falling. Her eyes snapped open and she pulled back just as her arms collided with something soft. Twisting to the side she realized he’d laid her on a giant pile of blankets in a living room. Right in front of a fireplace.
He stood as she propped up on her elbows, already missing his warmth. “What are you doing?”
His expression was dark, almost feral and she could tell he was struggling with control. “Give me just a second . . .” He turned away and felt along the wall by the fireplace. “I had Connor call the caretaker and make sure this place was set up for us.” He flipped a switch and a fire flared to life in the stone fireplace.
She blinked, trying to figure out how he’d done it when she realized it was gas and the log set and fire must be fake. The heat was real though. But she didn’t care about any of that. She only cared about the very sexy man staring at her as if she was the most precious thing in the world.
When he crouched down on his knees in front of her she didn’t make a move toward him. First she wanted to see what she’d been fantasizing about for too long. She’d seen him naked in that house but it hadn’t been the time or the place to stare. “Take off your sweater,” she ordered.
His eyebrows raised. “That sounds like a demand.”
“It is.”
Nikan’s lips quirked up at the corners. He grasped the hem of his sweater and tugged upward until she got the perfect view of his chest. A few scars nicked the sharp planes of all those muscles. They only added to his raw sexiness. She wanted to run her fingers then mouth over every single one. Mesmerized, she raked her gaze over his bronze skin, drinking in her fill while the firelight flickered around him. She might have seen his chest in the hotel room too, but now she wanted everything.
“Now the pants,” she whispered.
His long fingers played with the button of his dark, well-worn jeans until he finally slid it out of the hole. She let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. But then he suddenly stopped.
“What are you doing?” she demanded, needing to see all of him.
Grinning, he reached for her. Sliding one of her pant legs up, he unzipped her boot and slid it off. “If I get naked, I’m going to be on you then in you. Let me give you some foreplay, woman,” he softly growled.
“I
guess
I can deal with that.” She couldn’t bite back her smile.
His gaze flicked
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